I was born in the 40s too in Balsall Heath, but I'm not a Blues or Villa fan - wasn't it Alex Govan (a Scot like Harry Lauder) who sang that song for the first time on the way back from the 7-1 win in the FAC 3rd in '56? Then wasn't it Orient 4-0 (A) WBA 1-0 (A) Arsenal 3-1 (A) and Sunderland 3-0 SF, to make them the first side ever to reach Wembley without playing at home. Roy Warhurst breaking his leg at Highbury probably cost them the cup, but I heard later that others said Len Boyd ''never turned up'' and retired happy - he never played another game.

Hi just noticed this posting, glad to say we used to live in Blackwell for 24 yrs up unitl 1994. There was a large house at the top of St.Catherines Road (which is still there but under different use) that belonged to Cadbury's which was part of another school opposite Hunters Hill called Cropwood, this was for girls from Birmingham. I worked there for about 4 yrs. I remember going to the convalescent home before it was pulled down for a look round the grounds. Have very fond memories of Blackwell bringing up our family, incidentally our daughter now lives there and I still have friends there. It is very different from when we moved there much busier, it was beautifully quiet then.

found this P/C it got me thinking about the war years and trips to Blackwell we had relations who had a small farm there very high up I think it was called Hall Farm they could see Birmingham being bombed in the distance,they also had a fruit shop in bromsgrove where they sold the produce from the farm.Trips there in the summer were magical for a six year old. A early start from Yardley,onto the 15 bus through Small Heath past the factory were my dad worked all week making sure the people of Birmingham had somthing to eat despite all the disturbed nights He and hundreds like him worked six in the morning till six at night then they started there wardens duty. But a day at blackwell would be a well deseved tonicon to new st station and the train to Blackwell and beyond it dissapeared into that chasm under Hill st but when it reappeared it was like a new world.When you arrived at Blackwell and the train moved forward to Bromsgrove all was peace not like Yardley the week before sleeping next to the ack ack camp,the pathway went down the side of the track and in front of the Blackwell recovery Hospital and came out at a little lane where we turned right about two hundred yards then a left turn into a track that took us to our special day

Hi, Can someone help, I have a few postcards of the hospital, I posted a couple on page 2 of this thread, I've just tried to post another and keep getting a message..."The upload folder is full. Please try a smaller file and/or contact an administrator." I don't know how to contact an administrator, I must be missing something. By the way I tried uploading 3 different postcards seperately, all well under 80 KB